Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

The newcomer held a book on the ground, his eyes were bloodshot and filled with killing intent. He was none other than Zhen Yuanzi from Wuzhuang Temple on Longevity Mountain, who was both a teacher and friend of Hongyun!

He was too late after all!

All I saw was the crimson cloud burning everything away, and my friend transformed into a radiant light of destruction!

Zhen Yuanzi's eyes were bloodshot, almost dripping with blood. He didn't even look at Di Jun, who was more seriously injured, and instead focused all his anger on Kun Peng, who was also in a sorry state!

The Book of Earth in his hand unfurled with a whoosh, manifesting boundless illusory mountains that slammed down upon the Kunpeng!

"Kunpeng! Today, I, this humble Taoist, will fight you to the death!"

Kunpeng was terrified. He had already been injured in the self-destruction of the red cloud, and all his spiritual treasures were destroyed. How could he be a match for Zhen Yuanzi now?

He screamed and transformed into his true form, a roc that blotted out the sky, attempting to escape at top speed.

Di Jun and Tai Yi are now allies with Kunpeng, and they certainly won't stand by and watch Zhen Yuanzi make a move. They each unleash their spiritual treasures to prepare to stop Zhen Yuanzi...!

Right now!

"Dijun! Taiyi! You should worry about yourselves first!"

A cold, menacing voice rang out!

Several incredibly powerful figures tore through space with their bare hands and suddenly appeared behind Di Jun, cutting off Di Jun and Tai Yi's retreat and launching a fierce attack on them!

The leader, with a body like a yellow sac and red like cinnabar fire, six feet and four wings, was a chaotic, faceless being—the ancestral witch of space speed, Dijiang!

Behind him, several ancestral witches, including Gonggong, Zhurong, and Shebishi, were prominently listed!

Sensing the simultaneous appearance of Di Jun and Tai Yi, the group of Ancestral Witches tore through space and rushed over.

"The Witch Clan has some impressive methods!"

Tai coughed up a mouthful of golden blood, his hair standing on end in fury. He forcefully activated the equally injured Donghuang Bell, and with a resounding clang, it barely withstood the first wave of terrifying attacks launched by the Ancestral Witches.

They were barely able to protect themselves, so they couldn't care less about intercepting and seeking revenge on Zhen Yuanzi from Kunpeng!

The great battle erupts once again!

And it was even more devastating than before!

On one side, Zhen Yuanzi relentlessly pursued Kunpeng, with massive mountain phantoms crashing down on him. The wounded Kunpeng could only rely on his talent to flee for his life at top speed.

On the other side, several Ancestral Witches surrounded and killed the two Demon Emperors who were seriously injured.

Dijiang traverses space, appearing and disappearing unpredictably; Gonggong invokes the laws of water, which dissolves with the fire of the sun; Zhuyu burns the heavens with fire; Shebishi manipulates the celestial phenomena, spreading poisonous energy...!

Various powerful laws collided and annihilated, plowing the already shattered primordial land again and again!

At last!

Covered in blood, Donghuang Taiyi disregarded the damage to his Great Dao and burned his own essence to forcefully unleash the power of the Donghuang Bell to its limit. He withstood the fierce attacks of several Ancestral Witches, protected the heavily injured and almost unconscious Dijun, and forcefully broke through the blockade of the Ancestral Witches, rushing into the spatial turbulence.

Zhen Yuanzi ultimately failed to capture the Kunpeng, renowned for its speed, and could only let out a mournful howl of resentment in the direction it disappeared, its sound echoing throughout the primordial world.

He looked back at the place where Hongyun had self-destructed, heartbroken. Holding the Earth Book, he searched the shattered earth, seemingly trying to find a trace of his friend's true spirit, but in the end he found nothing. With his overwhelming anger and killing intent, he headed north!

Seeing this, the Ancestral Witches knew that the situation was hopeless. They snorted coldly, tore through the void, and retreated.

Looking at the devastation left behind, a desolate and lifeless place where everything is gone.

The jade ruyi in the hand of the Primordial Celestial Venerable emitted a clear sound, and the light screen reflected on the top of the Jade Purity Palace dissipated.

Huang Long and the others were also brought back to their senses by the clear sound, recovering from the fierce battle just now.

"Your inherent qualities and blessings are rare in the primordial world, and you have also been personally instructed in the Great Dao by me. From now on, you should cultivate diligently and comprehend the Great Dao. Your future achievements will surely be remarkable!"

Before Yuanshi Tianzun finished speaking, he moved all his disciples outside the palace with a wave of his sleeve.

Huang Long looked at the closed gate, bowed towards the gate of Yuqing Palace, and then, after thinking for a moment, said to Taiyi and the others who were still standing there in a daze:

"Fellow disciples, we are guided by sages, and the path to the Great Dao is within our grasp. We should use this battle against quasi-sages to temper our hearts toward the Dao, aiming to become quasi-sages. Surpassing them in the end is not impossible!"

"Now we should return to the temple, go into seclusion to study the teachings of our master, examine the shortcomings in our own cultivation, solidify our foundation, and then climb step by step towards the highest point!"

As Huang Long spoke, he strode towards the sky...!

Taiyi and the others followed Huanglong's figure upwards, their eyes filled with Huanglong's radiant form.

At that moment, lightning struck the void, and a bolt of Jade Purity Divine Lightning suddenly appeared, striking the yellow dragon that was rising step by step.

"Master, I was wrong... ah..."

Huanglong, who could only let out a scream, fell straight to the ground from the sky.

"Don't be too ambitious and lead your junior brother astray!" Yuanshi's voice gently rang in Huanglong's ears.

After Huang Long's guidance, Taiyi and the others were able to shake off their gloomy mood. They thanked Huang Long and then took their leave.

After bidding farewell to his fellow disciples, the charred yellow dragon lay on the ground and was about to get up and return to the temple.

However, in the blink of an eye, they appeared from outside the vast Jade Purity Palace into a palace filled with the fragrance of cinnabar and a Daoist aura even stronger than that of the Jade Purity Palace.

A figure sat cross-legged in front of a huge alchemy furnace, while a familiar figure stood beside him, fanning the fire with a bright green fan.

Huang Long immediately stood up and bowed respectfully with his charred hair.

"Disciple Huang Long greets Grand Master Uncle."

The old man in front of the alchemy furnace nodded slightly, his voice calm and even, getting straight to the point as if he were talking about a trivial matter: "Huanglong, I have a matter that requires you to travel to the prehistoric world."

"Please give your instructions, Master Uncle."

Huang Long answered respectfully, but his mind was racing, wondering what matter required a mere Golden Immortal like himself to go.

"You saw the place where Fellow Daoist Hongyun fell," the words of the Sage Taiqing fell, and Huanglong's heart skipped a beat.

"Red Clouds!"

"In the Jade Purity Palace, Master used his supernatural powers to allow me and my fellow disciples to see the Dao," Huang Long said, trying to guess his senior uncle's intentions. He could only suppress his emotions and answer respectfully.

With a slight flick of his sleeve, the Sage of Taiqing released a purple-gold gourd with mysterious Daoist patterns flowing across its surface, which slowly floated to the front of the Yellow Dragon.

"Take this gourd to that place, hold it above your head, and shout the name 'Red Cloud' three times."

Then, carry the gourd and wander around until the purple-gold gourd returns on its own. Your task will then be complete. You don't need to do anything else.

That place... Huang Long recalled the terrifying scene he had seen in the Jade Purity Palace: the sky collapsing and the earth splitting, space shattering and laws in chaos, resentment soaring into the sky, red clouds exploding, and the fierce battlefield where the Demon Emperor and the Ancestral Witch clashed!

"Senior Uncle," Huang Long said, forcing himself to speak carefully, trying to politely decline, "this disciple's cultivation is shallow. The place where Ancestor Hongyun fell is still shrouded in the aftershocks of a Quasi-Saint, filled with malevolent energy and fraught with danger. This disciple is afraid it is difficult to approach..."

The Sage Taiqing smiled, as if he had already seen through Huanglong's thoughts. He did not speak, but flicked his finger, and a stream of light fell into Huanglong's arms, revealing a jade bottle as warm and smooth as jade. The bottle was surrounded by yin and yang energies, showing the image of yin and yang converging.

"A congenital spiritual treasure..."

Reaching out and grasping the jade bottle, Huang Long immediately discerned its quality.